It's good to keep your head ?
from the weeds
growing in the back yard

and all the things you said
whispered under breath
and I could be so free

if I could find you in the weeds.

I have never felt like this

so discontent and aimless
Girl we 'll get though it
when the winds

begin to shift
And I could be so free,
if you could find me

In the weeds?